"Mm..." It's a quiet, almost peaceful sound compared to his last. He lets her shift, relishing the feeling of her around him, his hand slipping away from her leg. Now that he's here, he thinks he can trust her to do what feels best.

He shifts inside of her, starting to move. He is gradual, maybe a little languid, at first; he's now a little preoccupied with her skin. He runs his tongue along the flowering red that's appeared where he bit her, the slight indents to her skin quickly fading. There's nothing better and more fulfilling than pleasure after pain, at least to him. More kisses at the end of it--there will always be more kisses, at least for her.

His pace slowly picks up as he moves to her mouth again, a little harsh (as a sweet payback for earlier). Now that he can afford it, one of his hands roams over her side and chest, eventually slipping under her bra to feel along (and tease) one of her breasts. If she thought keeping it on would somehow deter him... well, it obviously hasn't.